4. Chapter Four ~ Mia
Chapter Four ~ Mia
Seeing Brayden's face sent me into a frenzy of emotions that day. Every feeling I thought I got away from flooded my nervous system like a drug. I couldn’t stand him after all we’d been through, I couldn’t deny how sexy he was. Especially since he’d been working as a firefighter. He was always built and muscular, slinging around the fire hose for so long did him great justice.
After getting settled in I sat in the large jacuzzi tub and soaked. I soaked for so long, I drifted away into deep thoughts about Brayden. The jets in the tub pushing against my back and thighs reminded me of the way he handled me in the bedroom. He was strong and forceful the way I liked, but also gentle and loving.
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The first time we had sex came at a surprise. We were fresh out of the pool and feeling our emotions stronger than ever. When he kissed me, I felt a jolt of electricity down my spine that made my entire body quiver.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked.
His hand firmly placed on my breast made me more sure than ever. I wanted him. Craved him even. When he pushed himself inside of me, I almost changed my mind because he was so big, but the feeling was sensational.
He eased into me, gently kissing my neck while pushing himself deeper. I gasped in pleasure and pain and clawed at his back with my legs wrapped around his waist. His hips worked in a circular motion as he jabbed his stiffened erection into my center, making me orgasm for the first time ever.
I screamed in pleasure. I wanted more of him. Each time we saw each other afterward, it was like sex consumed us; turned us into two magnets for each other’s love. I found myself touching myself in my bath as I thought of him and the way he cherished my body. If it weren't for how much I grew to dislike him over the years, I would have gone to his room for a refresher.
However, Brayden went from a man I was head over heels in love with, to someone I never wanted to see again at the blink of an eye. The older we got, the more we strayed away from each other. He was too busy roaming the streets with my brother and his friends, while I had my head in the books in search of a better life.
Had things been different, he and I might have still been a thing. Unfortunately, having fun was the way of life for him. Our sex life was fun, but that was about it. When he and my brother got into their accident, I was turned off by him to the point of no return.
Each time I thought about that night I got queasy, and what started out to be a self-proclaimed orgasm while I had a bath, quickly turned into an unfortunate memory that made me dislike Brayden even more.
When I finished my bath, I ordered some takeout and ended the rest of my evening by taking in the night air on the balcony outside my room. Brayden was on his side of the cabin with his TV blaring like he always did. I ignored him. The night was too beautiful to be annoyed by someone who never saw a problem with his actions.
My phone started ringing just as I returned from the basement retrieving a bottle of wine. That was one thing I loved about Uncle Joe’s cabin. He always had good wine in stock.
“Hola,” I answered.
“Hey you. Just calling to see if you made it and how things are going.”
It was Tasha. Our relationship started out as just a working one, but we quickly grew into best friends as the time went on. She was honestly like a sister to me; someone I confided in when I needed to. Someone who had my back through thick and thin. She never steered me wrong and always did her best to consider me the same way I did her.
“You are not going to believe the day I had,” I said. “I hope you have a full glass of wine and both ears ready for the tale I have to tell.”
“Oh my goodness,” Tasha laughed. “If it’s any worse than the day I had, I am all ears.”
I held nothing back from her. Our friendship was an open book and I was the writer, so I bore it all. I told her about the condition of my mom's house and how she was nowhere to be found. I told her about my younger brother falling down the wrong path, and I saved the best for last. Brayden.
“He hasn’t changed a bit,” I said. If anything, he’s worse now than he was before. I can imagine it being because he lost his best friend, but I lost my brother. I should be way angrier and more annoyed with life than he is.”
“Wait, so his uncle invited you to stay at his cabin without telling you he would be there too? Wow. Is he at least good looking?”
An image of Brayden’s face popped into my head. He was very good looking. Sexy as hell if I had to be honest. His arms and chest bulged with muscles, his face was firm and toned, catering to the greenness of his eyes and darkness of his hair and pink lips. He was gorgeous. One of the most gorgeous men I had ever laid eyes on.
“Brayden is probably one of the sexiest men on earth,” I sighed, “but his attitude takes away from that. Not much, but enough. I'm just eager to see how this will all play out. At first, I wanted to leave. But I think I'll stick around. Who knows, maybe we’ll find some softness for each other again.”